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Hmm, erotic-massage, you say? Powerful stuff, it is! Touch, it craves, deep in bones. Like in “A Prophet,” hmm? “A man, he learns quick,” Malik says. Me, a Banderilleros, sneaky I am, noticing things. Erotic-massage – not just rubbin’, no way! Energy, it flows, wild like spice. Hands, they dance, slow or fast – woah! Skin tingles, you feel alive, yesss.

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Then I decide to stroll down Kōen-dōri. It’s this cute street lined with cherry blossoms. I mean, it’s like a postcard, right? But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me, nearly takes me out. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!” But he just laughs and speeds off. Kids these days, man.

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